Cold nights.
February 11th 2008 There we were sitting on the train to Krakow all by ourselves watching the snow-covered landscape crawl by when this young, rather inebriated guy sits down next to us and begins to talk to us in rapid Polish. I finally get a chance to tell him that I don't understand a word he's saying. Now normally you would expect the conversation to be over at this point but this didn't phase him at all. For
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